Real Talk

Now, welcome back to the place, back to the jam
With Mt. Sai the legend, the myth, the man
Here I stand to give my word and share my master plan
And I’m about to go off like I got grenades in my hand
(BOOM) these are tricky times we live in
Like we want more be we aren’t thankful for what we’re given
I’m spittin’ it how I see it, I speak it how it be
We might live in different worlds but it’s the same air we breath
Me? I’m just another mystical sage
Putting pen to page like no other to hit the stage
In the age of Kali but now we got 2012
So the pressure is on to get to know ourselves
I used to puff hells, let the smoke cloud around
Now I’m dead set like Jesus with shroud around
I guess you could say I’m leaving my Mark
Like Luke, Matthew, & John, I swear on the Bible it’s on-

Real talk…I speak clear, man
Real talk-what’s going on here is
Real talk- every convo is spiritual
Lyrics like a course in miracles x2

While the media can eat at you, with bad news and more fear
Without really getting to the point of why you’re here
If you’re hearing me know, our paths were destined to cross
If we help each other forward than we’re no longer lost
I laugh at the thought of how my people might not feel this Realness…
I spit for both the hustlers & healers
Misha Parker told me my music is meant to heal
So I speak until the silence of the Bible’s Seventh Seal
I open up and reveal what makes me tick
Spit flow thick as blood in the heart of the drum kick
Evading the snares that are beset on the path
I’ve been caught a couple times, I know a lot of us have
So let’s travel light like bodies in the sky
It’s not a new age phrase when I say "open the third eye"
Word, Sai delivers sermons from the mount
Clear as day, no doubt what I’m about ..this is

Real talk…I speak clear, man
Real talk-what’s going on here is
Real talk- every convo is spiritual
Lyrics like a course in miracles x1

I know a lot of people wanna live upon the surface
But we’re deeper than that, that ain’t doing your soul service
Ain’t serving your soul purpose, not what we came for
Let’s have a little dialogue, should I say more?
What is the infinity symbol “8” for?
What do we reincarnate for? What do we wait for?
I know I’m not the only one asking the hard questions
The hard-headed, like-minded come from the same Essence
The presence of sandalwood smoke in the air
Reminds my mind that my consciousness is aware
I’m as obnoxious as I am scared, I’m human too
Same as you with all the melodrama I’m going through
Whatcha gon’ do? stay true like Judah
Due to fate we forgot our natural state’s that of a Buddha!
My mudra: microphone holding flowing ad hoc
When I rock I put it down, straight up like 12 o’clock!

And that’s real talk- I speak clear
Real talk-what’s going on here is
Real talk- every convo is spiritual
Lyrics like a course in miracles